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IllogicalI finally understand,
The broken heart which comes from nothing.
I can see now,
Through the rain than seeps down,
That there's a light that will absolutely blind you.
I can now feel
The strength of a spider's web;
The way the waves ebb;
The future that might obliterate me.
I can lose myself
And never leave a trail.
I know I might regret this
But the fall is so beautiful;
It's so fantastical.
The agony is exhilarating:
The fear from knowing what is waiting.
There will be a moment when I will wish that this had never happened:
It's just a night terror and I will wake up screaming.
As I tremble, As I choke,
Maybe some part of me will hope
That, when fall back into slumber,
You'll be there waiting for me,
And the horrors I have seen
Will, again, repeat.
How can one with a hold on their senses
Face the dawn and all it promises
And never think to turn away,
To take off running,
To leave it all behind,
Chasing the shadows,
Forgotten OriginsYou'll drown in my tears
Before you wipe them away,
Just to say in the end
That I never cried,
That I never shed them
For the pain that you caused me,
That you were forever right
And my tears were self-caused.
Love is a devilish device I must say,
For here my soul bleed,
Caught in your memory.
MurmursWords to which I can not listen
Toss ripples through my tattered memory.
Waves lap against my tender shores,
Wearing at something I called tranquility.
It's baffling how the rosy eyed view
Can become but a bloodshot mess.
Red with anger, red with tears,
Red with back-splash from a bleeding heart.
So I skip back, I try to fade,
Try to escape the memories,
Bits and pieces falling haphazardly,
Giving just the most vibrant of suggestions.
It's blinding, really.
My eyes are locked, can't turn away.
I struggle for the strength to turn away
But this pain has captivated me.
[transmissions of a dead girl]i am the
moon: i am
the silver pill
to weigh down
into leaden eyes--
i am the
of the dark.
the stars are
all dead in their
you'll be safe, dear,
as i am the moon,
with all of your
(i am good bye and yet,
you think only of romantic
i am the moon.
i am the crescent
and dead altogether,
i still die.
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